Right above the northern sky, on an A-Class Floating ship, Qing Kun stood quietly on the bridge.
The Commander said to Qing Kun, "Boss, we don't have a relay base in the south, our endurance will be greatly reduced. If we rashly join the war like this, we might suffer huge losses."
Qing Kun glanced at him, "Do you think I don't know that? We've come all this way, are we just going to turn around and leave? Hit them hard for me!"
At this moment, a holographic projection activated. On the other side of this A-Class Floating ship, Qing Xing's father, Qing Yu, looked coldly at Qing Kun, "Estimated to arrive on the battlefield in five minutes, you better not try to be slick and just exhaust my air power."
Qing Kun retorted with curses, "Don't worry, I'm definitely braver than you in a fight. We are all grasshoppers tied to the same rope now, all bound to the chariot by Shadow, there's no retreat."
"That's good," Qing Yu smirked coldly.
